X The Boy With The Thorn In His Side X

Awake, again. Maybe these batteries aren’t the rechargable kind

Had The Weirdest dream/real life blur last night. Morphine+@officialthrice water record + @jennitals = me thinking @jennitals is drowning?

I wish we both had cans with am enormous string in-between so i can always hear that laugh! Guess Blackberry Messenger will have to do

RT @paramore Watch the World Premiere of Paramore’s new video for ‘Brick By Boring Brick’ at http://bit.ly/7mKTwB #paramore

RT @paramore Watch the World Premiere of Paramore’s new video for ‘Brick By Boring Brick’ at http://bit.ly/7mKTwB #paramore

Following Your Footsteps ( Size 7)

I Wish You Knew This View, From The Hill I Stand Upon. I Have Looked Over The Side More Times Than I Can Count. I Have Lemented About Taking The Short Way Path Down Rather Than The Safer Longer Route. I Bleed From Unwanted Places And Seek Out Fimiluar Places Because It Makes It Easier On Me. I Know Im Not The First, The Hundreth Or Even The Thousandth Person To Feel This Pain But Still I Make It My Own. I Want To Be Plain, Ordinary And Boring. Not Downward Spiral Soaring. What Did I Do To Aquire Such A Burden At An Already Awkward Age. I Wish I Knew But Nothing Can Change The Path For Me Now, There Are No Trails Set In Other Directions.Mines Set Without Intervention And Although This Path Gets Lonley And Warn I’ll Try My Best To Not Feel Scorn. I’ll Walk With The Sun Upon My Face Because I Know That You’ll Leave A Trace Of Footsteps, Bread Crumbs Or Broken Branches To Follow And Lead Me To A Place Where I Dont Feel So Hollow.

This Towns Gonna Eat My Heat, Like Your Temper Ate My Soul

These are bits and peices of stuff i have just jotted down latley , more to come i hope :)

Words Of The World Hang In The Background Like Am Unframmed Picture On An Over Crowded Wall. You Smiled And Said To Me “They Think They Know It All”

Your Hands Are Filled With Intention,Your Eyes Lack Lack Substance. Wait, Did I Forget To Mention ? That Every Time You Touch Me I Feel Dirty,Cold And Alone.

Stop The Tape And Press Rewind, On The Way Look At The Things You’ve Left Behind. You Can’t Quite Make It Out, A Slight Blur If You Only Knew It Was Her.Every Time You Plug That In You See Her Body , Her Smile , Her Eyes. And Now Your Acting Like Its A Suprise.

Yellow Corners Of Windows That Never Close

This Skin Keeps Itching It Doesnt Feel My Own. It Feels Old And Tight Though My Mind Has Grown.This Constant Burn Keeps My Eyes From Sleep Which Intern Makes Me Increasingly Weak.I Miss The Days of Youth, Of Carefree Innocence.

Drive Into The river With Your Hands Handcuffed To The Wheel, Then Maybe You’ll Get A Glimpse Of How I Feel.Feel The Weight Of The water Holding Your Body Down. This Is Nothing Compared To Your Words And The Pressure They Create. I’d Wave From Above The Surface Waving Goodbye To A Burden Because With You Here It Would Never Stop Hurting.

xo

Back in Black(Rooms)Where Trouble Often Looms.

Ive been spending more and more time in the “Realernet” aka the real world .